Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

As far as humans are concerned, there are four evil gods in the universe who are eyeing us.

For other races, there are five evil gods in the universe, and basically all of the subordinates of one of the evil gods are in the real universe.

Ifreni described this fact in a rather blasphemous tone, which aroused strong opposition from the Space Marines. They angrily accused the xenos of confusing the great and holy Emperor with the twisted and evil Dark Gods, and howled that they would kill Ifreni. Cut off her head and hang it on the bed, peel off her skin and fill it with stones to make a dummy.

"Look, what I'm saying is that what they do is similar to Khorne."

Efreni raised her hand to raise the barrier, blocking out the curses of the Space Marines. She watched Lin Fan hand over the initiation of this ritual to him.

Lin Fan nuzzled at Perturabo and quietly told Everenne to prepare to tie up Perturabo.

"Why? Isn't he our comrade-in-arms?"

"He doesn't like psychic powers. He's just a science guy. If he knew you were going to do some magical rituals to him, he would definitely lose his temper and tear your ship apart."

"All right..."

Ifreni responded helplessly, telling the warriors through her psychic powers to be ready, and she also used more power to strengthen the shield that isolated the Space Marines.

The power of Si Zhan's psychic energy rose, and chains stretched out towards Perturabo, tying up the caught-off-guard Perturabo tightly.

"We can't hold him off for long!"

Perturabo looked at the Eldar with a ferocious expression. He knew that these Eldar people were not worthy of trust. He unblocked the Space Marine armor and broke free of the psychic chains.

Unaware of the rift between the xenos and the traitors, the Sharks and the Lamenters charged into the shield and turned their bodies into deadly weapons.

"You brat! Your allies are crazy!" Perturabo shouted towards Lin Fan, only to find Lin Fan lurking behind him.

"What are you going to do with them!"

Perturabo immediately understood the relationship. It must be Lin Fan who asked these Eldar to attack him.

"We are going to use a magic ritual to let the emperor have sex with you. Can you accept it?" Lin Fan asked before taking action, and then Perturabo shot him.

Spitting out the cannonball residue in his mouth, Lin Fan dodged Perturabo's attack, put his hand on his armor, and jumped up with a strong force.

He chopped off Perturabo's arm with both hands, easily chipping off the automatic cannon and grinding hammer. Lin Fan efficiently tore open Perturabo's armor and tried to restrain his arms.

"No one wants to let that damn skeleton get on me! I hate him!"

Perturabo struggled hard, but his arms were pinned by Lin Fan's sides. He hit Lin Fan's head with his knees, only to feel his own knees aching.

Seeing Perturabo's movements slowing down, the Spirit Tribe Commanders also stood in a circle around Perturabo. With Ifreni as the core, they built a magic circle, with the octagonal star as the base, and four different concepts of power occupying the four directions.

Courage and slaughter, wisdom and cunning, pleasure and collapse, vitality and decay.

The four powers surged toward Perturabo and formed a small, cold sun above his head.

"You bastards!" Perturabo felt his mind being eroded. The hymn mass he hated echoed in his mind, and a circle of golden shadow became more and more clear.

Perturabo's shoulder armor ejected, and a dozen missiles were fired at Ifreni.

The shield suddenly raised to block the missile, and the blockade on the Space Marine side became extremely weak. The Devouring Shark and the Wailer broke through the blockade of the psychic shield, and they rushed towards the Eldar Sizhan who had formed their formation.

The prepared Eldar warriors were sharpening their swords as a fierce battle was about to break out.

"Stop!"

A loud shout carrying surging spiritual energy was like a violent storm, blowing away the prepared battle formation and suppressing the charging Space Marines.

"Emperor..." Ifreni swallowed hard. She felt that her spiritual energy was steaming under the Emperor's cold light. The burning and burning sensation coming from her soul made her very uncomfortable.

The Emperor, who was temporarily residing in Perturabo's body, glanced at Ifreni, and then restrained the light blooming from his body, focusing only on the Devouring Shark and the Weeper.

At this time, Perturabo's image also changed greatly. The Terminator power armor he made was based on the natural color of steel, with chemically synthesized yellow paint used to outline the edges, and decorated with some spikes and spikes. Perturabo always liked to show himself a unique look when wearing armor. A dangerous sense of inaccessibility to strangers.

Now possessed by the Emperor, his power armor has turned into a gold-like texture, his iron skull mask has been replaced by a ball of rising flames, and his body has also grown a lot, making Perturabo even bigger. .

With a wave of the Emperor's hand, he removed the suppression of psychic power. The Man-Eating Shark and the Lamenter looked at the golden light on the Emperor's body, and they burst out with even higher morale.

"The great Emperor is here! We must clear a clean space for the Lord of Mankind!"

"Kill all the aliens!"

After shouting in unison, the Man-eating Shark and the Wailer once again rushed towards the death army under Efreni. The emperor raised his hand to stop all the warriors' movements and sent them to stand in front of him.

"Now, just stand here for me."

"Yes! My great and glorious Emperor!" Bashar obeyed the Emperor's order and stood upright. He lowered his head and stared at his boots, not daring to look at the Emperor with his mortal eyes. The divine light of the Emperor.

Compared to the obedient Bashar, Hope raised his head. He stared blankly at Perturabo, who was possessed by the Emperor. He knelt down and cried bitterly to the Emperor.

"My Emperor...what did the Weeper do wrong...to suffer like this..."

Bashar almost roared when he heard the Lamenters Chapter Master's question. It is already a great honor for these cursed people to shine the Emperor's light. Now these cursed people dare to ask questions to the Emperor. This is blasphemy!

All the Shark Warriors glared at the Wailers, wishing that they would destroy these cursed ones at the Emperor's command.

The Emperor felt helpless. He raised his hand and pointed at Bashar, signaling him not to make any noise. These extremely ferocious man-eating sharks were so obedient under the emperor's majesty that Bashar withdrew his hateful gaze and looked down at his boots.

"Child..." The Emperor helped up Hope, the leader of the Lamenters Chapter. This honor of being lifted up by the Emperor himself was enough to honor this chapter for a lifetime and be passed down from generation to generation.

The Black Templar worships the emperor as a god and has a good relationship with the state religion.